Next we booked the Sri Lanka Cricket Foundation indoor cricket nets at the NCC grounds and ensured that nobody would be there. (By the way, it was I who designed the SLCF indoor nets when I was the first Executive Secy) That day, in the presence of Mohan de Silva (the then Interim committee Chairman), Dr.D., Murali and myself the experiment began. It was also being videoed. And Murali bowled at me!!! He bowled without any problem wearing the brace.
It was consolidated later at Premadasa Stadium though the good offices of ESPN and Ravi Shastri during a series of international matches in Sri Lanka when Murali bowled to Michael Slater, one of the commentators, under the eye of several cameras. Slater is an open book and his acceptance of the evidence, with Shastri already on board in the background, must surely have reverberated through the airwaves, especially among Indian cricket fans who had not taken the jaundiced position of some Australians and who now had one of their own, Dr. Dhillon, as a backroom-boffin to add to their list of unsung heroes.
But Daryl Foster? Where does he come in? Foster was an experienced cricket coach from Perth who also had coached Kent in the late 1990s. He was approached by the Rienzie Wijetilleke Committee around the year 2000 to set up the fast-bowling academy in Sri Lanka with Rumesh Ratnayake as understudy. His financial terms were extremely moderate and perhaps for this reason, but also because he gelled with the Lankans he was employed as a bowling consultant during subsequent tours in 2002-03.
The UWA report, then, seconded by the elbow-brace tests initiated by Dhillon and company, paved the way for Murali to continue bowling the doosra. I do not have the full details of the chronological time-line in this story, but we do know that this process reached sensible determination when the ICC abandoned its tiered scheme for bowlers and settled on a 15 degree tolerance limit for all bowlers.
Problems do not end with such decision-making. Dogmas remain and dogmatic people remain adamantine. Gilchrist continues to believe that the no-ball rule and 15 degree tolerance limit for bowlers was invented by the ICC in order to protect Murali. That intelligent people can be so obdurate and bury their head in the sand like the proverbial emu should be no surprise to political science, yet it does continue to amaze me.
The Bill Bowman Life of Service Award is named for the late general surgeon who also served as an executive at Cone Health. While other awards presented on Thursday were selected by the entire medical staff, the recipient of this lifetime achievement award was selected by the Cone Health Physician Awards Committee.
Hospitalist of the Year: Hospitalists are the unsung heroes of medicine. They help manage the acute care of all our patients when they are sick in the hospital. Their work helps the rest of our physicians focus on their clinics and their families. Recipient: Dr. Jeffrey McClung
Best Consulting Physician: During the complex medical care of patients in the clinic or hospital, sometimes doctors need to request consultation visits from specialists. This category celebrates a consulting physician who is the very best. Recipient: Dr. Robert Buccini
Innovations in Clinical Care: This category celebrates physicians who are always on the cutting edge of new clinical developments, active in research and promoting new tools for better outcomes. These winners are often luminaries in their specialty nationally and admired by their colleagues in their hospital. Recipient: Dr. Murali Ramaswamy
Excellence in Quality and Safety: This physician demonstrates an enduring commitment to safety. The quality and safety winner helps co-author our safety protocols and quality improvement work. Recipient: Dr. Edmond Fitzgerald
Physician of the Year: During another unprecedented year in the practice of medicine, some true heroes have emerged to inspire us. The physician of the year represents the best of the best. This year, recipients were selected from across the organization. Recipients: Dr. Courage Emokpae, Hospitalist (Annie Penn); Dr. Ripudeep Rai, Hospitalist (Wesley Long); and Dr. David Joslin, Anesthesiology (Moses H. Cone).
Akshobhya was especially dedicated to the books of his guru, His Divine Grace A. C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada, establishing a system and method of indexing that made his spiritual master's work accessible not only to the devotee community but to a much larger readership as well, including seekers and scholars.
These were no simple indexes: Academics and literati outside the movement praised them for their clarity and breadth. And his contribution continues to this day, as indexers for the Bhaktivedanta Book Trust draw on his outstanding methods and procedures when indexing BBT books.
Akshobhya's indexing days were cut short by a fatal knife wound to the heart. When a vicious assailant pursued a young devotee, with intent to kill, Akshobhya leaped in front of the cold blade, exhibiting a heroic side that defined his character. Even his work as an indexer indicated this same heroic tendency, if in a less demonstrative way. Indexing is the job of the unsung hero, since writers and editors usually receive recognition for their work while the indexer stays in the background, rarely getting his due. Accordingly, Akshobhya was an unsung hero in regard to Srila Prabhupada's literary work, and he was a hero in saving a devotee's life.
Early DaysAkshobhya was born Eric Mausert on July 31, 1950. He was the eldest child of John and Loretta, who made their home in Albany, New York. Two brothers would soon follow, Mark and Kurt. According to Mark, the family was lower middle-class and not wanting for material necessities. However, it was plagued by arguments and the threat of divorce. Says Mark:
There were magical, warm family moments, without doubt, but there was also a lot of rage. There was friction and little sense of security. All of this culminated when, as young boys, our dog was put to sleep in front of us. Bootsie had gotten into a neighbor's chicken pen, and our family had to make financial restitution. So Dad decided to bring her to the vet. We went with him and watched. I don't know why he brought us along. I responded by going within, becoming withdrawn, to a certain extent. But Akshobhya, then Eric, exhibited intense resentment. He couldn't tolerate this kind of injustice or cruelty. After this incident it became clear to him that the material world was a nasty place.
The boys were sent to Catholic school in Watertown, New York, where the family came of age. Soon they relocated to Schenectady, where high school years were spent at Bishop Gibbons. Here the teachings of Christianity were reinforced along with a superior academic curriculum.
Eventually, the family moved to Binghamton, where in 1968 their father had landed a good job as a purchasing agent for the State University of New York (SUNY). Prior to this, Eric had stayed on in Schenectady, living with his grandmother. But time would reunite him with his dad. Always garnering excellent grades, Eric soon began courses at SUNY Binghamton. But his reunion with his father was short-lived: The same year that Eric arrived, the elder of the Mausert clan had died. Again, the harsh realities of material existence hit Eric with the power of a thunderbolt.
It was in college that he met Dhanurdhara Swami, then Dennis Winiker, who became his roommate. The two would often discuss philosophy and took an English literature class together. The Swami remembers Eric fondly:
Odysseus is considered one of the most important Greek heroes of all time. His story involves the Trojan War, a mythological battle waged by the Greeks against the city of Troy. Odysseus's contribution to the war was largely his brilliant Trojan Horse, a wooden structure with Greece's best soldiers hidden inside. This allowed the Greek army to sneak into Troy and end the war once and for all, emerging victorious.
Eric felt that the world needed more heroes, people with integrity and character. He read many stories about heroic personalities of the past, great souls who dedicated their lives to helping others, and who would rescue people who came on hard times. He wanted to be like that. For this reason, perhaps, the Odysseus story stayed with him, molding his personality as he also adopted hippie culture and the other more common moods and attributes of his generation. Perhaps he wanted to be a hero; or maybe, subliminally, he was looking for someone to rescue him.
It was 1970. I was a student at Stony Brook, and that summer I was traveling around California with Dhanurdhara Swami [DDS], who at the time was Dennis, and two other friends. We split up into two groups, and I traveled with DDS to Los Angeles to meet Eric and his roommate Tom, who had left school at Binghamton, NY. We lived a hippie existence, eating brown rice and vegetables every evening. Eric was an intense, intelligent guy who was still looking for a direction. We would have animated discussions, and he wrote tight little poems full of wordplay and double meanings.
It was during this same summer that Eric met the devotees of Krishna and became interested in the International Society for Krishna Consciousness (ISKCON). He received a mantra card from a shaven-headed monk on the street, inviting him to the temple. Jan remembers what ensued:
We were tired of our nightly dinners, and so we agreed when Eric suggested we try the Hare Krishna Sunday feast in Venice [Blvd., off Watseka Avenue in Los Angeles]. I am not sure if that was his first time, but it was for me and DDS. We were hooked right away, and I carried a Gita in my jacket pocket the rest of the summer. Within a couple of years, DDS and Eric were devotees.
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